Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"It just fell from the tree, isn't it really injured?" Gu Chuyan was also worried.

But after a while, she felt something was wrong.

Seeing the little fox struggling, she kindly reminded her, "Grandpa Zhuo, take your socks away, be careful not to suffocate it."

Hearing this, the little fox was very excited.

It felt like no one understood it except Gu Chuyan.

Just now it just wanted to pretend, but now it is not pretending, but is really scared.

"No, no," Zhuo Dongyang said.

As he walked it out, the little fox burst into tears. He kept choking and struggling, and was hugged tighter by Zhuo Dongyang.

"How could it be so injured?" Wen Lao ran over.

When he heard that something happened to the little fox, he was only halfway through the bath. As soon as his pants were lifted, he rushed over. Seeing the little fox's expression, he said, "It seems uncomfortable."

Xiao Mohan stepped forward and saw this scene.

He took a closer look and said, "Grandpa Zhuo, please take away your socks."

"You can't take it. If you take it, you will vomit even more. Look!" Zhuo Dongyang said, taking the sock away, and sure enough! The little fox vomited out yesterday's overnight meal.

Gu Chuyan and Xiao Mohan were originally going to take a walk to see where Mo Yangxue was riding the bull, but she didn't expect to encounter this, and she was also embarrassed.

"You don't have athlete's foot, do you?" Wen Lao said.

When Zhuo Dongyang heard this, his old face couldn't help but darken, and he said, "You are the only one who has athlete's foot? I love cleanliness, how can I have athlete's foot?"

"You cover it with your socks. It's uncomfortable. It must be...what does it smell like?" Wen Lao came forward and smelled something.

This is the taste of a single old man, very strong.

"Hurry and take it away. How many days have you not washed your feet?" asked the old man anxiously.

I can't stand a man, let alone a fox? This fox still seems to like to be clean.

"What are you talking about? I take a bath every day." Zhuo Dongyang said, hugging the little fox and insisting that it was sick and uncomfortable, and scolding Wenshi for being a quack.

Wen Lao couldn't bear it, so the two old men started to yell at each other.

The little fox wanted to run away, but they caught him.

Finally, Zhuo Dongyang stuffed the socks in and blocked the little fox's mouth, fearing that it would bark and interrupt his "fight" with Wen Lao. Gu Chuyan was scared to see it.

"Mo Han, go and rescue it quickly." Gu Chuyan said.

He must have seen the clues, otherwise, how could he be so calm? Xiao Mohan is a very rational person and will never turn a blind eye.

It seemed that Xiao Mohan planned to punish the little fox.

"Ahem, look at how uncomfortable it is. It's really suffocating it to death." Gu Chuyan said worriedly.

After all, this kind of thing is no joke.

She heard Wen Lao scolding him angrily, saying, "Your smell can kill nine cows, not to mention a fox."

"..." Gu Chuyan silently crossed her arms and looked at Xiao Mohan. She almost wanted to run away.

At this time, Mo Yangxue came back from outside riding the cow, and happened to encounter two old people arguing. When the cow came over, it fainted after just a few steps.

"Ah." Mo Yangxue didn't expect the cow to faint suddenly. She fell from above and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Gu Chuyan quickly stepped forward, stretched out her hand to help her up, and asked, "Did you get hurt?"

"I'm not hurt, but the cow is dead?" Mo Yangxue was also frightened and became a little anxious, saying, "I'm not heavy either, how could I ride the cow to death?"